Chapter 135: Nangong Jin

Qin Shu's body paused slightly; she thought of that child, the child she had believed died in her womb.

Four years ago, a heavily pregnant Qin Shu encountered a car accident and her life hung by a thread; if she hadn't begged Ji Yanli for help, Qin Shu could not have guaranteed she would have walked off the operating table alive.

It was Ji Yanli who saved both mother and child.

Many things happened back then; the child Qin Shu had just given birth to required countless emergency rescues before surviving, and stayed in the intensive care unit for a long time.

Ji Yanli knew of Lin Jingshu's paranoia and madness; if this child were still alive, and if it were detected to be Gu Tingyan's child, there would only be one outcome.

The child would be snatched away from Qin Shu's side again.

Furthermore, the child was premature and in extremely poor health; even Ji Yanli could not ensure the child would survive.

Therefore, Ji Yanli chose to conceal the truth.

If the child hadn't made it through the subsequent rescues, it would have been a second trauma for Qin Shu.

After Qin Shu extricated herself and left Beijing, Ji Yanli told her about that child from back then.

Qin Shu's work was highly confidential and located in a special place; for these four years, no one in the secret research institute could have any contact with the outside world.

To this day, that child has not met Qin Shu, their mother, even once.

The Nangong Family.

Four-year-old Nangong Jin came back from kindergarten, shaking his head as he carried his schoolbag.

The servant sweeping at the gate saw the little young master return, their expression changed, and they sped up their sweeping; as if they had seen a ghost, they turned and ran the moment they saw Nangong Jin.

The servant shouted in terror: "The little young master is back!"

This was simply a little devil!

With this shout from the servant, the entire villa shook, and a level-one alarm was triggered instantly!

"Everyone! I'm back!" Nangong Jin carried his little schoolbag, wore little overalls, had his hands in his pockets, a lollipop in his mouth, held his head high, and walked in with his short little legs.

"Bang, bang, bang"—the sound of windows being closed came continuously; the servants who had been busy just moments before disappeared without a trace in less than half a minute.

The massive villa appeared exceptionally empty and quiet.

Nangong Jin was used to it; a look of helplessness appeared on his face, and he sighed with the air of an old man: "Am I some kind of devil?"

"Running away one by one as fast as rabbits."

He huffed twice, returned home, kicked the door open, and hollered: "Great-Grandma! I'm home from school!"

Upstairs, Nangong Old Master heard the voice of this little demon, shivered all over, and hurriedly ordered the servants to put away her cherished antiques.

"Quick, quick, quick, put them back in the old place!" Nangong Old Master acted as if facing a formidable enemy.

Nangong Old Master had no hobbies in this life, other than a special love for collecting antique jewelry.

A year ago, Nangong Jin thought the antique in the living room looked fun, stood on his tiptoes to grab it, didn't hold it steady, and dropped it; just like that, one hundred million was gone.

When Nangong Old Master returned home, she discovered that all the priceless antiques in the house had been taken by Nangong Jin to raise fish.

He was using priceless antiques to raise cheap, worthless goldfish that cost a few dollars.

Nangong Old Master's heart ached terribly; she was pained, but couldn't bear to scold or hit the child, so the tens of millions in antiques could only be gifted to the little fellow for his fish.

Nangong Old Master did not escape unscathed either; his favorite Rolls-Royce hood ornament, a limited edition sold out globally, was snapped off by Nangong Jin because he thought it looked nice.

The entire Nangong Family, from the two heads of the Nangong Family down to the cats and dogs kept in the house, had all been wreaked havoc upon by Nangong Jin.

When the child first arrived at the Nangong Family, he was sickly; Ji Yanli said the little fellow's body was delicate and needed to be raised carefully, protected from wind and rain, so the Nangong Family hired the world's most expensive nutritionist to care for him.

Who knows how it happened, but as he was raised, Nangong Jin went from being as thin as a monkey to being chubby, a head taller than his peers, and very sturdy.

He was like a wild little bison, his body radiating endless bovine strength.

Nangong Old Master hid the antiques before going downstairs, only to see the little fellow standing obediently by the sofa with his schoolbag; this was very wrong!

Her heart tightened, and she hurriedly asked: "My precious, did you cause any trouble at school today?"

Nangong Jin thought about it seriously, his eyeballs rolling around in a circle, and he shook his head.

He patted his little chest with his chubby hand, full of bravado: "Great-Grandma, don't you worry, I promise I was well-behaved today."

A sense of foreboding welled up in Nangong Old Master's heart.

Sure enough, the next second, the principal of Nangong Jin's kindergarten called her.

Nangong Old Master answered the phone, her face turning pale and then purple, and she apologized repeatedly: "Yes, yes, yes, I will bring this wild boy over to apologize tomorrow."

Nangong Old Master hung up the phone and glared at the wild boy.

She and Nangong Old Master were both very low-key and reserved people; when their daughter was born, she hadn't been this mischievous at four years old.

Qin Shu had also been obedient and sensible since she was small, excelling in both character and academics.

As for Nangong Jin's temperament, no one knew who he took after.

Within a five-hundred-mile radius, even a dog passing by on the side of the road would have to take a slap from this kid.

He had been biting his way to invincibility since he was three; his greatest feat was biting a seven-year-old child on the buttocks when he was three, making the person howl in tears.

Now, within a five-hundred-mile radius, no one would play with Nangong Jin.

Everyone knew Nangong Jin's notorious reputation; children were terrified at the mere mention of him and ran whenever they saw him.

Nangong Jin put his chubby hands behind his back and gave his Great-Grandma a shy smile, grinning: "Hehe."

Nangong Old Master: "........."

Sure enough, whenever things are abnormal, there is a demon.

For this kid to be so quiet and well-behaved upon returning home, there definitely wasn't anything good going on.

"Why did you beat up all the boys in your class?" Nangong Old Master kept a straight face and looked at Nangong Jin very seriously.

Nangong Old Master began to reflect; had she been too indulgent toward Nangong Jin these past four years?

Because of her guilt toward her daughter and granddaughter, and because this great-grandson was born with an illness, Nangong Old Master had always used compensatory education for the little fellow.

Even if he poked a hole in the sky, the Nan Family could cover for him.

Could it be that they had spoiled this child too much over the years?

Nangong Jin is the youngest child of the Nangong Family, and also the one most doted upon; all those uncles and elders above him wish they could pluck the stars from the sky to give to him.

The preferential treatment that Qin Zhiyun and Qin Shu never enjoyed growing up, everyone in the Nangong Family has given to Nangong Jin in double measure.

This is the continuation of her daughter Qin Zhiyun's bloodline, the youngest son of her granddaughter Qin Shu; the Nangong Family still feels they have given him too little and have not spoiled him enough.

Upon receiving this call from the kindergarten director, Old Madam Nangong began to reflect on whether they had lacked in providing this child with the correct values and guidance over these years, and had spoiled him too much.

Facing Old Madam Nangong's questioning, Nangong Jin pursed his lips and huffed, "If someone makes Young Master unhappy, Young Master will beat him up."